[ Isn't this the most romantic thing, two disheveled sick teenagers trying not to wheeze all over each other.
To someone whose everything aches, however, face included, Akira's gentle touch is a welcome one. Rion's breathing, still shallow and congested, evens out just a bit, even if one hand lifts-- and lowers, like she's apprehensive about touching him.]
I... I'm so glad you're okay.
[ It's raw and open and she can still hear his scream mixed with the others. But he's here.
Or she's still hallucinating, but his hands are clammy and solid. ]
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To someone whose everything aches, however, face included, Akira's gentle touch is a welcome one. Rion's breathing, still shallow and congested, evens out just a bit, even if one hand lifts-- and lowers, like she's apprehensive about touching him.]
I... I'm so glad you're okay.
[ It's raw and open and she can still hear his scream mixed with the others. But he's here.
Or she's still hallucinating, but his hands are clammy and solid. ]